tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81719504922553367472017-08-17T14:06:43.585+03:00EnigmareChange of the rational. Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.comBlogger758125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-59490760438606110742017-07-07T09:54:00.001+03:002017-07-07T09:54:35.161+03:00Benny Benassi - Satisfaction<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/a0fkNdPiIL4" width="459"></iframe>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-8558683391613580042017-06-20T12:06:00.001+03:002017-06-20T12:06:13.218+03:00Laurel and Hardy Busy Bodies 1933 Colorized Full Movie Best Funny Vid...<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/CetAnDBvuS8" width="459"></iframe>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-82219341781809279452017-06-14T10:29:00.003+03:002017-06-14T10:29:31.319+03:00[NEW VIDEO] Slavoj Žižek<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/t8f41HqGbnA" width="480"></iframe>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-12421025540832233512017-06-12T15:05:00.001+03:002017-06-12T15:05:12.692+03:00Untitled photos of women<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxhqcYMUQzw/WT6DS15bvbI/AAAAAAAAJqo/0fkGHqD0pOoUJKoKhJN7PoJN-VKsOaNvQCLcB/s1600/henna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxhqcYMUQzw/WT6DS15bvbI/AAAAAAAAJqo/0fkGHqD0pOoUJKoKhJN7PoJN-VKsOaNvQCLcB/s320/henna.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pK7kXGhXRA/WT6DXdlpU6I/AAAAAAAAJqs/DjbCGLAnlCwnifcGxbiF27y6Xzhkn_l5QCLcB/s1600/omakuva98.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="781" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pK7kXGhXRA/WT6DXdlpU6I/AAAAAAAAJqs/DjbCGLAnlCwnifcGxbiF27y6Xzhkn_l5QCLcB/s320/omakuva98.jpg" width="204" /></a></div><br />Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-4998763208528398082017-06-06T17:52:00.001+03:002017-06-06T17:52:20.520+03:00Opening<iframe frameborder="no" height="450" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/302352581&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;visual=true" width="100%"></iframe><br /><br /><br /><iframe frameborder="no" height="450" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/302352132&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;visual=true" width="100%"></iframe> <iframe frameborder="no" height="450" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/302349298&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;visual=true" width="100%"></iframe>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-42478406715801565802017-06-06T15:14:00.001+03:002017-06-06T15:14:53.841+03:00Ali Wentworth Says The Galapagos Islands Was 'Her Vietnam'<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/qozieXJ8ftk" width="480"></iframe>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-56969177994774395422017-05-11T13:13:00.002+03:002017-05-11T13:13:13.658+03:00shewasdrunk<iframe frameborder="no" height="450" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/322046193&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;visual=true" width="100%"></iframe>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-85890489539856389392017-05-11T13:09:00.001+03:002017-05-11T13:09:16.356+03:00Poems of mine, To draw a penis and Stay out of edges<iframe frameborder="no" height="450" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/322044994&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;visual=true" width="100%"></iframe> <br /><br /><iframe frameborder="no" height="450" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/307033617&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;visual=true" width="100%"></iframe>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-15334625714668869132017-05-11T13:06:00.002+03:002017-05-11T13:06:58.364+03:00Go and paint.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Gicb7bf13c/WRQ3raKEpEI/AAAAAAAAJg8/EShGg9bF0islQTCVmk2OyeIXM86YNGUMgCLcB/s1600/spray-pullo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Gicb7bf13c/WRQ3raKEpEI/AAAAAAAAJg8/EShGg9bF0islQTCVmk2OyeIXM86YNGUMgCLcB/s320/spray-pullo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-12081857834672327042017-05-03T15:10:00.002+03:002017-05-03T15:10:23.257+03:00Fucking pigs<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="427" mozallowfullscreen="" src="https://player.vimeo.com/video/214809231" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="640"></iframe> <a href="https://vimeo.com/214809231">Movie on 10-11-12 at 9.57 AM</a> from <a href="https://vimeo.com/hennajoronen">Henna Joronen</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-41625829860606363952017-05-03T13:52:00.001+03:002017-05-03T13:52:53.915+03:00Cowardice is the cancer.<div style="text-align: justify;">She has to be beaten down, so that she won't have any feeling of power left in her. She will be easy to govern when she is scared and does not understand her rights. That she feels herself powerless, insignificant, scared, alone, defenceless and pathetic in her given role which is inescapable. She feels subhuman without power, is treated as such because she has no way to defend herself. Her power is to settle and submit to those who hold power over her. She begins to believe this is true and there is nothing she can do to change that. Lot of women around the world are still treated this way, as cattle who do not have dignity, who are not granted permission for having self-worth, to be something else than beings living under someone else's will.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">It has been a conversation once, maybe still today, do women have souls. Soul which is a sign of divinity within which men have. Divinity of men, divine in men who are godly, who act accordingly and are allowed to think women do not have the same divinity within. Women are not worthy because there is the divine that is against them.&nbsp;</div>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-9756307375113792382017-05-03T12:01:00.004+03:002017-05-04T15:02:33.496+03:00Why violence against the weaker is so accepted? Is it too dangerous to go in the middle? <div style="text-align: justify;">Trying to find an answer because it appears to be and have been the easiest way to manifest one's power position and humanity irony being to behave like an animal is acceptable. To prove one's excellence in the eyes of buddies is at the core of this problem. Show excellence via hate and violence is one way to tell tools are few and vulnerability is a shame, shaming being something which organically is part of our behaviour. We must be ashamed of certain things, bullying is not one of those things. To be vulnerable and humbly trying to understand one's power in a different kind of way is too much to ask for many. Weak spots must be noticed and hated. Weakness being gender, sexuality, looks, fragility, occupation, background, ethnicity, religion, possession, anything, something the other has or hasn't got or is afraid. It is a matter of comparison. For some to win is to bully and repeat, to look big and powerful. Something interesting there is in sameness and enforcing that powerful sameness which has appeal like uniforms, rock music and leather jackets. You are the man and you are correct, you are correcting, you are forcing to obey. There are men and women who enjoy having power over those who they think are weak and should be controlled. To make sure suffering comes to those who deserve it due to their weakness is the idea or bully is passing forward suffering he or she has faced. To deserve bad treatment is kind of an educational idea to alter and break those who don't belong, who dare to do and think differently, a punishment via self-made laws, rules and ideas of what is good, what is good to be. Bullying is passing forward negative emotions, experiences and continuing a history.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Bullies don't know better because they usually haven't been given taste of their own medicine and they truly do not understand the other point of view. It is incomprehensible so much so that the issue has to be put into little pieces and be fed just as carefully as you were feeding a baby. This goes for feminism and communism for instance, and art. Bullies stay safe among those who think the same strengthened by ideology of the traditional strong, traditions play a big part. Bullies enforce their universe blocking out all other ways of being as to support the supposed weakness would make bullies weak as well. How to know what is truly weak and what is strong: to recognise one's own weak performance would be too much wisdom to ask. Bullies are not able to do and think otherwise because they are afraid to change, they can talk about progress and change, change happening on surface of the structures. Fear is strangely the one biggest issue here, ironically, threat, feeling threatened by the weak, by weakness, afraid of an infection and loss. Losing a game, losing wealth, losing position, losing job, losing friends etc are fears generating hate, one of course becoming hated oneself and alone. Bullies liking their mainstream universe where they have been able to make their laws, comfort and have learned that laws of their own are power, are powerful and obeyed. This is how you get ahead in the world, by oppressing, abusing, creating suffering and that is power. They have gotten away with behaving and thinking this way. One can ask how is it possible still, obviously very easily.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Bullying often is done in groups against one person. Easy deduction would be to stop being weak. To become strong might mean one should learn to defend oneself, hit back, be proud of what oneself is to respect oneself. Are we, weak ones, not proud enough? There is something wrong with us or humanity is truly realising its nature in violence? How not seem weak when weakness is to be the opposite of the bully. Question is how to rip off power off the bully. It happens by shaming as that is one of the worst fears in masculine and macho world.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So not to become a bully oneself, but be able to show strength, is something else than putting down those who don't belong in the circle of the similar and nonstop repetition but put down bullies. We probably do not survive without use of violence, question of what kind of means one wants to put in use. Mainstream is the strong and to fit in there is to imitate, to be able to imitate is strength oddly. The ones, who do not either want to imitate to fit in or simply can't as the idea of human in mainstream is so narrow, almost opposite of creative, one must get creative in a new way and find inner strength which will carry forward. That requires strength against all odds. To cultivate one's creativeness is one tool to empower oneself and understand what creativeness can be.<br /><br />How do you do that when you are all grown up and you think you know everything and means are few? People get bullied as adults as well, maybe even by the same kind of types that lurked at ground school corridors and classrooms. Some people do not evolve from that stage. It is too demanding a task. They stay the same and they think that is power.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Bullying is a social menace which is difficult to tackle. It must be taken more seriously as it causes tragedies and longtime suffering. It is obviously very build-in in our ways of behaving and thinking. Humiliation is something many people like doing, be it children or co-workers whom some like to shame and bully, or total strangers who look like ideal targets, anybody who shows something to laugh at, kill and violate.</div><br /><a href="http://www.newstatesman.com/science-tech/internet/2017/04/i-pictured-dude-whole-time-why-internet-assumes-youre-man">http://www.newstatesman.com/science-tech/internet/2017/04/i-pictured-dude-whole-time-why-internet-assumes-youre-man</a><br /><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #14171a; font-family: &quot;helvetica neue&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , &quot;arial&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: 27px; letter-spacing: 0.27000001072883606px; white-space: pre-wrap;">'He physically blocked my escape': Bullies leaving a trail of destruction.</span><a href="http://www.smh.com.au/interactive/2017/workplace-bullying/?utm_source=twitter&amp;utm_medium=social&amp;utm_campaign=nc&amp;eid=socialn%3Atwi-13omn1677-edtrl-other%3Annn-17%2F02%2F2014-edtrs_socialshare-all-nnn-nnn-vars-o%26sa%3DD%26usg%3DALhdy28zsr6qiq">http://www.smh.com.au/interactive/2017/workplace-bullying/?utm_source=twitter&amp;utm_medium=social&amp;utm_campaign=nc&amp;eid=socialn%3Atwi-13omn1677-edtrl-other%3Annn-17%2F02%2F2014-edtrs_socialshare-all-nnn-nnn-vars-o%26sa%3DD%26usg%3DALhdy28zsr6qiq</a><br /><h1 class="title" itemprop="headline" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-family: 'Irvin Heading', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: -0.05rem; line-height: 1.1; margin: 5px 0px 2px; padding: 0px; text-rendering: geometricPrecision; text-transform: uppercase;"><span style="font-size: small;">GROWING UP POOR AND QUEER IN A FRENCH VILLAGE</span></h1><a href="http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2017/05/08/growing-up-poor-and-queer-in-a-french-village?utm_content=bufferc8bd5&amp;utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=twitter.com&amp;utm_campaign=buffer">http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2017/05/08/growing-up-poor-and-queer-in-a-french-village?utm_content=bufferc8bd5&amp;utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=twitter.com&amp;utm_campaign=buffer</a><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFgAYHDobsA/UzqBvuy0CRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/jUTvqYiaRLMW3SkoX1bWQXTP9EpdBawBACPcB/s1600/enenn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFgAYHDobsA/UzqBvuy0CRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/jUTvqYiaRLMW3SkoX1bWQXTP9EpdBawBACPcB/s320/enenn.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27y36OPjuJc/VRF9cPhH6ZI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/4J3EQ33a5scWhjlmzv-Qbj4Wl3jxEC3FgCPcB/s1600/WP_20150324_046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27y36OPjuJc/VRF9cPhH6ZI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/4J3EQ33a5scWhjlmzv-Qbj4Wl3jxEC3FgCPcB/s320/WP_20150324_046.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gg80I7R0LmI/WQmbKKPEBvI/AAAAAAAAJc4/9eAYoUnqFjAHnaa84p9WAMuIBDEMfXmGQCLcB/s1600/20170425_162142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gg80I7R0LmI/WQmbKKPEBvI/AAAAAAAAJc4/9eAYoUnqFjAHnaa84p9WAMuIBDEMfXmGQCLcB/s320/20170425_162142.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br />Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-21432857823806875602017-04-26T11:35:00.001+03:002017-04-26T11:35:39.317+03:00Guy revolution: Cheers mate!How did you do it? Do you know people who feel just the way you do? Yeah, I know what you mean. Guy revolution on the net, you are such a hero. You have the means, the connections, the equipment. Gosh your English is so impeccable. Please tell me more. Take credit for what you do, you are such a social warrior. Yeah, trophies are given afterwards here. What a cool guy. Why not contribute to the common good. Put yourself at risk, but hey be careful these guys really are tough. You bond so well together. You can do it. Be aware of these guys they really mean business. It is weird what really changes in a guy revolution?Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-64568088117133641872017-04-26T11:27:00.002+03:002017-04-26T11:27:49.589+03:00Bunnies<iframe frameborder="no" height="450" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/314760349&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;visual=true" width="100%"></iframe>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-84528887156820753892017-04-19T12:05:00.002+03:002017-04-19T12:05:12.829+03:00Women and swearing<iframe frameborder="no" height="450" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/315024630&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;visual=true" width="100%"></iframe>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-41177167798832894882017-04-19T11:35:00.002+03:002017-04-19T12:49:05.993+03:00Sex play number 2<div style="text-align: justify;">Art of licking, art of fucking, art of taking your clothes off, art of sucking, art of sexting, art of seducing, art of blowing, art of moaning, art of caressing, art of kissing, art of entering, art of pushing, art of bringing pleasure, art of sharing.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">How do these arts evolve and how do you dare to learn and cultivate them? Is it to see how a porno actress does it? Is it to test it yourself and imitate? An extreme sex act or just very banal asking too much, not having the balls or imagination to think what and how.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The interest is in her looks. How she looks and why she looks the way she does. What is the wrong there in her. Is it visible, removable and what is the flaw there. Is it disgusting, ridiculous, laughable. Main point is to evaluate her not yourself. She is as interesting as her looks which act (act of making a look and looking like someone to want) and thought speaks multitudes, trash or not trash, how to place her in your universe.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Idea of usableness and discarding after using makes one wonder the relation there being human and value of objects to us, valuing humans and objects, humans as objects or humans as humans, objectification and decision what and who is the object, how and why. In this world woman's purpose is to bring pleasure when viewed, imagined and used, the ease of it and availability of her are the main issues, repetition, unchangeability, ability to have and pick one or two when it suits you. Interest lies in the feeling of having, the feeling of being able, possessing her and having won a prize in a moment and sharing that moment and act with your buddies in talk and chatter. A winning moment, having won, being strong with those who think know what women are there for.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Attractiveness is an asset, a strong one, an interesting one when investigated position and meaning of woman, sex and relations between humans in general. The person who is looked at is either interesting or not merely based on looks and how does it happen, the choosing, thinking or not thinking is in an instant, wanting sexual services, calling it fun, calling them natural urges and we behaving naturally as we should. The judgment there is upon the woman. She is not allowed to be natural but she has to be an animal. Her naturalness is too much and weird as it is too strong and wrong. It is her incapability to rise up. What is interesting in a person is that she is not a person. Personality is wiped off as there is in repeat the similar one kind womanhood, an imitation who performs sexual favours which job is seen appealing and accepted for the entertaining purposes, her having star quality and being garbage at the same time. Women for different purposes still exist as there is need to fulfil roles and needs. Women who are openly sexual, women who are caring types and their appeal is the filling in kind. Fulfilling needs of others.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Cultural meaning of blowjob: it really has one.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">To encounter the strange and not so strange desire of someone wanting to put dick in woman's mouth, &nbsp;mouth of a woman, enter her mouth her body. What is a mouth other than with which we eat (no speaking?) Do you speak dirty? I have been wondering this positioning and the need for the deed which is obviously build in and there is no shame other than hers and the good she is at it, how good she is at it, doing the deed, sucking the inches. Although she will be rewarded afterwards, is the explanation. To make him king is one way to see the situation. The fantasy is a beautiful woman whose mouth is a living sewer from which an orgasm can be found as it is soft and moist making a sucking movement her knowing to mind the teeth. So it is aware but under control. Desire of putting one's sexual organ in mouth is fulfilment which is in every porn movie and clip there is. Interesting metaphor of shutting the woman up, hear how he moans and is to come in to her mouth. In to her mouth, in to her mouth, in to her mouth, what a repetition to toy with and what does it represent is from where and how woman is looked at. What is she doing and what is she? A fantasy woman whose worth is in the giving, giving in and lowering herself to be an open mouth who willingly performs the task of a sewer sucking a load. The load vanishes and like having been in toilet man is given a relief. Woman waiting for the reward.. (I'm really trying to get into this shit, the true meaning of this train of thought.) Man cannot reveal his thoughts even though it is a moment of his, feeling of his. He acts as if he has feelings.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Why this is interesting is the positioning, banality and the one way thinking which so often goes without questioning, looking at it, facing what the need and deed is many times over. Why would we question a pleasurable sex act which so ruling it rules the porn industry, imagery, fantasies and is clearly the most wanted act maybe even for women? To think this is a valuable fantasy as it is, where is the value elsewhere than in finance, in objectification, repetition and what mouth represents and can do (on a pretty face). To think what is the visual there that is so powerful for the male.<br /><br />Don't get me wrong I am not against blowjobs. I personally resent the thought of being merely for that purpose. This is where the interest lies for me to try and analyse the connection between looks, femininity, sexual act as a favour or label, woman as a prostitute, cheap and available. But yeah, hell this is the official blowjob investigation on abstract level. Inquiries concerning random sex acts will be analysed publicly. That is fun for me, to analyse I mean. What makes you tic.</div>Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-91364136366262155012017-04-19T10:36:00.000+03:002017-04-19T10:36:05.211+03:00I was given a rose at the cash register at a grocery store. The flower didn't have a smell. I thought it was odd, a rose with no smell. I took carefully off its thirty petals which I counted. Carefully placing them on a paper sheet and let wind take them. It was strikingly sunny.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hcr9PMqJv_Q/WPcRjnst09I/AAAAAAAAJVk/ZfrTgEVFcd8bVfva5BnS77Br6E--DPpJgCLcB/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B3-8-13%2Bat%2B10.07%2BAM%2B%25234%2B%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hcr9PMqJv_Q/WPcRjnst09I/AAAAAAAAJVk/ZfrTgEVFcd8bVfva5BnS77Br6E--DPpJgCLcB/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B3-8-13%2Bat%2B10.07%2BAM%2B%25234%2B%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-78411171258339446932017-04-17T20:45:00.004+03:002017-04-17T20:45:39.651+03:00Je suis l'art.<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" mozallowfullscreen="" src="https://player.vimeo.com/video/213533303" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="640"></iframe> <a href="https://vimeo.com/213533303">Je suis l'art.</a> from <a href="https://vimeo.com/hennajoronen">Henna Joronen</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-28082028861002292062017-04-17T13:03:00.003+03:002017-04-17T13:03:41.707+03:00Luring the senses I suppose<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="427" mozallowfullscreen="" src="https://player.vimeo.com/video/213490377" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="640"></iframe> <a href="https://vimeo.com/213490377">Movie on 3-8-13 at 9.44 AM (1)</a> from <a href="https://vimeo.com/hennajoronen">Henna Joronen</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.Henna Joronenhttps://plus.google.com/106093209049029012547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171950492255336747.post-49608898519121041122017-04-17T12:17:00.002+03:002017-04-17T12:40:16.526+03:00When we aim to attract what do we do? We manipulate and change our appearance.<div style="text-align: justify;">Question is a multileveled one. It is to ask what is attractive, how do we define attractive and what do we make of it. Value of looking like perfection is high. How do we make ourselves attractive, more and more attractive? What attracts us and why? Why should one attract when it is almost all there is to a person? It is an asset to gain something and currency, it is of course a matter of survival. What are motives to attract other than that, to feel good about yourself, yes and making things happen. Is it a give and take situation, a very simple one where my looks tells the other what I am for, what I want and who I am? How does attraction change along the years? What kind of people are attracted to each other? What is the attraction, a lure there? What is there to get, is it all good or something to be careful for? Is attraction the interesting part of us, does it make an interesting person, yes doesn't it and in what way, the one who is attractive and the one who gets attracted to?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Interesting part is the what is there for me. I do this and this to match an ideal to please the eye and mind which is acceptive or rejective. Attraction is a calculation and a play. We deem ugly or beautiful within seconds, all kinds of reactions come forward. We know what we like and usually reasons to like someone's appearance are very straightforwardly sexual. This is seen normal and something we are pushed to think, not profoundly but on surface. To question this in any way is odd. In an era of images we make judgments based on looks very hastily still even though we know it is an image, 2-dimensional picture, an illusion, maybe there is only one dimension. Where the interest lies is merely the physical attraction which to us is highly important and via which we move on in the world. All revolves around it, looks and sex and what we see, how we evaluate the seen and what does it mean what we just saw.<br /><br />To modify and manipulate our appearance we can make ourselves more attractive more alluring and more interesting to be more popular and successful. To evaluate value of success which comes via looks one can say: should I be interested? What happens when you do the opposite and do not pay attention to your looks? And what does physical attraction mean when it is the most important measure of one's worth?<br /><br />What you don't want a blowjob anymore? Oh dear, how unfortunate.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IAKUeGXQCg/WAqWb7NSihI/AAAAAAAAGho/5UbI25ldH24pHlkEKeOzADiZOMiSMzFYwCPcB/s1600/_1010016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IAKUeGXQCg/WAqWb7NSihI/AAAAAAAAGho/5UbI25ldH24pHlkEKeOzADiZOMiSMzFYwCPcB/s320/_1010016.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NlSL0Yx0Rsg/WAqWSIV9ElI/AAAAAAAAGho/q87REB9eQiovdxNLNZ_GVV-Xrs_Jne3nQCPcB/s1600/_1010015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NlSL0Yx0Rsg/WAqWSIV9ElI/AAAAAAAAGho/q87REB9eQiovdxNLNZ_GVV-Xrs_Jne3nQCPcB/s320/_1010015.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKImimY_lXw/WAqVswAXuhI/AAAAAAAAGho/VR59-ucWwY8hE-qXW5vK67U00YpV7n6BQCPcB/s1600/kingston7%2B151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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